Benevolence Hall sounded like a name that could not possibly be any more ordinary. The cross that marked its signage signified that it was a medicine shop.
It was of a rather medium scale. Not too large or too small and everything in it seemed quite inconspicuous.
Tang Wulin pushed open the door and entered. There were not many customers inside the store and only three or four staff members. Rows of storage shelves displayed all sorts of commonly used remedies.
Tang Wulin walked among the shelves leisurely and picked up a few medicines from them before he came to the cashier.
The attendant at the register took a glance at the items he chose and had a slight change of expression. He raised his head and looked toward Tang Wulin. "Sir, these medicines that you've chosen are not used for just a single illness! Are you sure this is correct?"
Tang Wulin smiled. "The medicines I bought are not for healing illnesses, but for sustenance."
